Just A Lit­tle Wave!

Life is filled with sun­shine and storms, take time to look for them

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Within a two-day pe­riod re­cently I felt like I was on an emo­tional roller coaster. My day was go­ing fine un­til I started a con­ver­sa­tion with a friend of mine, “Ted.” Be­fore I knew it an ar­gu­ment arose. Even though I did not start it, I was not able to just turn around and walk away. I fig­ure now that it was my sin­ful na­ture and pride (even though “I knew I was right”). This hap­pened be­fore, with the same re­sults. Why is it that two sup­pos­edly level headed peo­ple can’t agree to dis­agree? Bum­mer!

Around the same time, Barb and I at­tended an evening Bible study with friends of an apart­ment build­ing, of which I am co­or­di­na­tor. Our team of teach­ers con­sists of five peo­ple from our church, who ro­tate that re­spon­si­bil­ity. We meet twice a month and are study­ing the Book of Acts.

The night be­fore we met, I was told by a young man on our team, who has been on the team for two plus years, and who started his se­nior year in high school this year, that he was re­tir­ing from the team be­cause of his stud­ies and var­i­ous other com­mit­ments.

He was one mem­ber of a team of five who vis­ited Ja­pan this sum­mer as short term mis­sion­ar­ies who served at two youth camps help­ing to lead young peo­ple to Je­sus. Since this was his last night with the group, I asked him to tell the Bible study about his trip to Ja­pan and how he was blessed by it. He did an ex­cel­lent job in do­ing so.

It just hap­pened that the leader of the study that night, a re­tired pas­tor, re­cently re­turned from Rwanda. His team’s ob­jec­tive was to teach two groups of about 180 pas­tors each the Book of Eph­e­sians so those pas­tors could re­turn to their churches pre­pared to teach Eph­e­sians to their con­gre­ga­tions. This is es­pe­cially valu­able for the na­tive pas­tors be­cause they have re­ceived lit­tle pre­vi­ous train­ing and Bi­bles in their lan­guage are scarce.

On short no­tice, I asked him if he would re­port to the group for about 10 min­utes also. He and his wife cap­ti­vated the Bible study group! He ran well over his al­lot­ted time and glanced at me to see if he should con­tinue. There was in­ter­ac­tion from our apart­ment friends ask­ing ques­tions and mak­ing com­ments like never be­fore. Some even asked him to con­tinue. He ob­vi­ously did and ran about ten min­utes past the Bible study time with­out read­ing one verse of scrip­ture. This was ab­so­lutely fine be­cause he was bring­ing the Book of Acts to life by putting it into AC­Tion. Won­der­ful!

The next day, I read a blog that is pub­lished each week­day by a friend of ours. She is ex­cel­lent in writ­ing about ev­ery­day events and cit­ing how Scrip­ture ap­plies to them. She re­lated a re­cent time in a gro­cery store when she greeted an em­ployee in the cus­tomer ser­vice department whom she had spo­ken to pre­vi­ously. “Mrs. Blog’s” spir­its were lifted when her friend in cus­tomer ser­vice asked her how her re­cently born grand­daugh­ter was. Just the fact that the lady re­mem­bered she had a new grand­daugh­ter re­ally im­pressed her. Won­der­ful!

The same day, I met briefly with a lady I have known for sev­eral years, I’ll call her Ber­nadette. She was fac­ing a prob­lem that ac­cord­ing to her was an in­jus­tice. Only hear­ing one side of the story, it cer­tainly seemed to me that she was right. As she was telling me her story, I told her that I was start­ing to sweat as I lis­tened to the de­tails. I knew I was be­com­ing emo­tion­ally in­volved. Bum­mer!

Later in the day I was driv­ing to the bar­ber­shop to meet my daugh­ter-in­law, since I was sched­uled to get my hair cut along with her two boys. I was still up­set about Ber­nadette’s prob­lem when I drove past an older man mowing his lawn on his rid­ing trac­tor. Our eyes met and he gave me a lit­tle wave. Just that lit­tle wave was a great en­cour­age­ment to me.

I drove a cou­ple of blocks and had to turn around to go back and thank him. He stopped his trac­tor and we talked for sev­eral min­utes. I told him briefly about my day and how much just his lit­tle wave meant to me. It turned out we had some­thing in com­mon: He loves the Lord too! He pro­vided me with his email ad­dress and I did email him, thank­ing him again. He emailed me back and ended his email by say­ing: “If wav­ing my hand is of help to any­one I want to wave to ev­ery­body I meet [see].” Won­der­ful!

What sig­nif­i­cance do the above events have? Our lives are filled with both sun­shine and storms and even rain­bows when we take the time to look for them!

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